In the living room, all the lamps on the ceiling kept blowing out and going out, alternating between light and dark.
Weird crawling sounds kept coming from under the floor.
Hiyoribo was so frightened that he huddled in the corner of the room, holding his head and shivering.
It started, it started again!
The weird guy in the utility room had made such scary noises before.
Not long after Mr. Kamiya left the living room, this kind of movement started again!
Sure enough, did he get involved with the things in the utility room?
"Something is going wrong, something is going wrong!"
Hiyoribo instinctively wanted to run away.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
Kuuchang's reaction was even greater than that of Hiyoribo, and he was already running around in the living room at this time.
Yes, run away!
For little monsters like them, escaping is both shameless and very useful!
"We have to leave here, leave here...go...go..."
Hiyoribo, who was still extremely panicked, suddenly calmed down again for some reason.
Weak monsters like her and Kuchan who feel uncomfortable just being in the human world, where should they go if they want to escape?
Hiyoribo thought of what Kamiyagawa had just said to them——
"And don't run out if you have nothing to do. You two are too weak. It's very dangerous outside. If you encounter any aggressive ghosts or violent exorcists, you will be eaten or killed easily."
Although Hiyoribo is timid and always subservient, he is not stupid.
She knew Kamiyagawa's words were deceptive, but they were indeed not nonsense.
"Actually, calm down and think about it. If it were Mr. Kamiya...it would be impossible to lose to that thing in the utility room, right?"
Ten minutes ago, Mr. Kamiya had just conducted an "arms display" to her and Kuchi in the living room.
The scene like a hell drawing is enough to make Hiyoribo unforgettable for the rest of his life.
Most of the strange stories about Lord Kamiya's men seemed to be vicious and extremely powerful.
Especially the weird girl in a red and black dress who is as delicate as a doll. Even though she was obviously restraining her aura, just by simply walking towards that point, the frightening sense of oppression still hit her like a mountain collapsing.
Hiyoribo can be sure that this kind of pressure and fear coming from the shop is completely lacking in the weird talk in the utility room.
There is absolutely no reason to lose.
"If Mr. Kamiya wanted to get rid of me and Kuuchang, there was no need to talk so much to the two of us. He could easily get rid of us... So, he just said he would protect me and Kuuchang. He meant it. of?"
No longer anxious, Hiyoribo's clever IQ has taken over the high ground again.
After understanding this, little Thumbelina no longer planned to run away.
She hurriedly stumbled up from the ground and chased Kuchan who was still running around in the room.
"Calm down, calm down!"
Hiyoribo, who was carrying the Sunny Doll on his back, grabbed Kuuchagi's long tail and was dragged around with a blushing face. He tried to brake with his feet and comforted his companions with words:
"There's no reason why Mr. Kamiya should lose. He said he would protect the two of us. Don't mess up, Kuta!"
at the same time.
In the utility room.
The boy's hole condensed by Kamiyagawa's [Autumn Hair Cutting] technique shimmered with a strange light under the flickering lights.
"I have four shikigami, and one of them, Mary, is still B-level. Can you bluff her? I want to see what you are!"
He grabbed the rusty handle of the passage door and lifted it up without hesitation.
The metal door that had not been opened for a long time made a hard friction sound, and large areas of black and yellow rust were shaken off.
The moment the channel opens.
A damp and unpleasant fishy wind blew out from bottom to top, mixed with strong murderous intent and resentment.
…
It is a one-family house with a large area, and also contains a basement.
This is equivalent to giving away a lot of usable area for free.
However, the entrance to the basement was covered by the large standing cabinet, so the previous homeowners probably didn't notice it.
Or maybe they don’t dare to find out.
"Mr. Doi, the agent, said that after the massacre eight years ago, the homeowner who later bought this place did a large-scale renovation, almost tearing it down and rebuilding it. The large standing cabinet was probably added at that time."
Kamiyakawa walked along the passage stairs to the basement.
His movements were slightly stiff, like a puppet with rusty joints.
The stairs leading to the basement are wooden with handrails. They look old and old, and are occasionally covered with cobwebs and dust.
Kamiya walked down the stairs, and the basement fell into an unnatural silence.
The original distorted and violent crawling sound, as well as the low roar of "click" can no longer be heard.
Only the wooden steps were trampled, making a hard "squeaking" sound, as if the old steps would collapse under the load at any time.
The basement was damp and smelly, and there was no light.
Kamiyagawa used the [Autumn Hair Cut] technique to adjust his field of vision and could barely see the surrounding environment clearly.
There were only some rotten old furniture and garbage in the basement. There were several pools of dirty and smelly water on the concrete floor. The walls were mottled and dark, and moss had already climbed up in many places.
"This basement is larger than I thought, and it looks about the same as the first floor. Clean it out, and let the sweeper come down to control the temperature and humidity for a few days. Maybe it can be put to good use, such as using It’s a place for physical training and swordsmanship training. In the future, if you have money, it’s not impossible to consider setting up a few rooms here.”
Kamiyakawa thought like this, without any awareness of being in danger.
After looking around the basement, his eyes suddenly fell on the southeast corner.
There was an old mattress piled there, rotting into a state of disrepair.
Under Kamiyagawa's gaze, a figure slowly appeared on the edge of the mattress.
She was a woman with loose hair and a loose nightgown. Her swollen belly showed that she was pregnant.
The woman always had her back to Kamiya, hunched over and huddled in the darkness. After standing like this for a while, he suddenly said in a confused voice: "I'm pregnant."
"Yeah, I can see that."
Kamiyakawa stood still and nodded.
While seeing the pregnant woman in the corner, he heard a strange noise again.
The dark twisting crawling sound and the hard moaning of "clicking" sounded from the basement again, this time the sound was softer, and the source could not be distinguished or where it was.
Come and try it quickly. 】
"My parents died when I was very young."
"When I grew up and got married, I have been trying to be a good wife. No matter what, I will obey my husband. He is busy at work, and I will take care of the house by myself. If we have any conflicts, it will always be me. Let me bow my head and admit my mistake first. In order to maintain our family and my new home, I really did my best."
The pregnant woman in the corner continued to speak.
Kamiyagawa didn't answer this time.
He could already guess that the pregnant woman in front of him was the mistress who was involved in the massacre eight years ago.
It seems to be called Tomoko Kiyohara.
"But my husband is a scumbag... Why didn't I find out before we got married? He is a scumbag, a scum! He cheated on me, how could he do this to me? How could he?"
Tikka——
The strange noise in the basement became slightly louder as the emotions of Tomoko Kiyohara's words fluctuated.
"After I became pregnant, he contacted his lover more frequently. He even brought that bitch home in front of me!"
"But I really love him. I have given up too much for him. I have been a housewife for too long. I really don't know what to do if I leave him. I cried and begged him to come back to me. Come, I can pretend nothing happened and continue to be his good wife."
"I am already very humble and have no dignity. What else does he want from me?"
"I really hate myself and why I am so weak. Just because I am mean, that scumbag gets even worse!"
"His lover appeared in our house more and more frequently, and the bitch even moved into my house. She and my husband were extremely intimate in front of me. My husband would feed her during meals and come home from get off work. I would hug her every time and even help her bathe.”
"The bitch pretended that she was a little scared of me, so my husband went to her room to sleep with her."
"Why, why do you do this to me? Just because I always swallow my anger, just because I have no family to support me? Why do they treat me like this! What do they think of me?"
"Later, the child in my belly was gone... He was originally my hope, but the doctor said he was stillborn..."
"Tick-tack-damn! Damn! Damn, damn! I'll kill them all, I'll build that bitch into the wall, they all deserve to die! Tick-tack-"
Tomoko Kiyohara rambled on about her past, and finally screamed hysterically out of control.
Her body, which had been crouched in the corner, suddenly turned around.
But the moment Tomoko Kiyohara turned around, she disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, Kamiyagawa, who had been standing quietly in the center of the basement, suddenly felt like waking up from a dream.
Before entering the utility room, Dream Eater had reminded him.
The ability to tell strange stories in the utility room is a bit similar to dreams.
"So, the Kiyohara Tomoko I just saw was a dream? Or an illusion? She was never in the corner from the beginning to the end!"
Kamitani suddenly became sober and alert.
"Crack-"
Again he heard the harsh scraping of fingernails against the wall, and the hoarse bubbly murmur.
This time, Kamiyagawa could distinguish the source of the sound.
He felt itchy on the top of his head, as if something was rubbing his hair.
Kamiya raised his head.
He saw the long, messy black hair hanging down, a pale and lifeless face, and a pair of hollow, bloodshot, and resentful eyes.
Eyes facing each other.
Tomoko Kiyohara hung upside down like a big spider, her dark nightgown and exposed pale limbs stained with blood. Her feet were turned out and twisted together, and her broken hands were clinging to the ceiling.
"Crack-"
Her body squirmed, the deformed bones and flesh all over her body rubbed together, and an extremely difficult low moan was squeezed out from her abdominal cavity and throat.
This guy has been on top of the Kamiya River!
Seeing that Hara Tomoko's unexpected attack was about to succeed, messy and scrawled red lines suddenly spread out from the west wall of the basement.
Those lines are like crayon marks, like children's scribblings.
Red lines were drawn along the wall. The moment they approached Tomoko Kiyohara, they became real again. He pulled her limbs tightly to prevent her from jumping from the ceiling.
"What's this?"
The unexpected change surprised Kamiyakawa.
And while the red thread on the ceiling and Tomoko Kiyohara kept pulling at it.
"Guwa!"
There was a loud cry of children.
From inside Tomoko Kiyohara's wide nightgown, a lump of human-shaped flesh protruded, squeezing out the shape of a baby on the dark cloth, and a large stain of bright red blood spread there.
A crumpled, slate-grey baby rolled down from the ceiling.
The baby's head was huge, with veins popping out. At his navel, there was still a dirty, lifeless umbilical cord attached.
"Guwa! Guwa!"
The big-headed ghost baby wrapped the umbilical cord around Kamiya's neck, and mother and son worked together to lift it up.
Kamiyagawa was pulled up by the neck, hit the ceiling, twitched twice, scattered into pieces of wood on the ground, and then disappeared...
…
[Encountering strange stories from strange interviews and giving birth to a daughter. ]
[The foreign visit catalog has been updated. ]
[Ghost story name: Childbirth]
[Grade: D level]
[Status: Visiting]
Maternity girls are usually monsters transformed into women who died during childbirth or during pregnancy.
"So, Tomoko Kiyohara became a childbirth girl after her death? It's only D-level, but the resentment and desire to attack are too strong, so strong that she overestimates her own capabilities and can't tell the situation at all. It's different from Hiyoribo and the others. , too crazy to communicate."
Kamiyakawa was sitting in the utility room, healthy and sound, surrounded by his four shikigami.
As for the one who "died" in the basement just now, of course it was not Kamiya himself.
It's just a kabuki puppet he controls, otherwise he wouldn't be so stupid as not to dodge or fight back against the enemy's attacks.
Although Kamiyagawa didn't think there was any danger in entering the basement from the beginning, and Fu Bao didn't ring the bell to give any warning.
But after all, they were operating in the real world, and the Dream-Eating Tapir even came out to remind them.
There is no need to use puppets to explore the way, and it doesn't matter if you are overly cautious. Anyway, it won't delay anything.
You can also find out the details of the enemy to prevent the ghosts and gods from capsizing in the gutter.
"That's it after testing. The ability of dream illusions is not good at all - Mary, Inujiro, go down and deal with her, and Tapir will help. Hannya stays here and stays with me."
Kamiyagawa held a single letter in hand and casually gave orders to the shikigami.
…
In the basement.
The mother-in-law finally realized that she had been deceived.
With the ghost baby connected to his umbilical cord, he crawled towards the exit while hanging upside down.
However, those scrawled crayon lines kept holding her tightly, preventing her from getting out.
Hiyoribo, who has lived in this one-family building for a long time, said that the strange stories in the utility room have never come out.
Doi Naka also said that nothing really happened to the previous owners who lived here.
Now it seems that the mother did not want to come out. But every time he tried to rush out from the underground, he would be blocked by those red crayon lines, so he often made such a big noise underground.
The two sides are still struggling and entangled.
At this time, a thick blood-red mist suddenly dispersed in the basement.
A black gluttonous giant dog and a blurry red light also appeared here simultaneously.
Kamiya's shikigami join the battle.
Naturally, a woman whose true identity has been completely revealed has no chance of winning.
The bloody and heavy blade swung down towards the ceiling; the giant beast tore into the big-headed ghost baby with its ferocious mouth.
The sound of a bell symbolizing good luck came from the entrance, announcing that tonight's battle was over.
…
[The childbirth girl died, 193 soul crystals were obtained! ]
[Obtained stillborn umbilical cord! ]
[Still fetus umbilical cord (rare material): The umbilical cord is supposed to symbolize the birth of life, but it is full of filth and death. It is a rare material that is still connected to the mother body before falling. ]
"Is this considered a rare material?"
After eliminating the ghost story, Kamiyagawa himself finally went down to the basement.
At the end of this battle, I got some soul crystals and accidentally exploded some materials.
He casually put away the filthy purple umbilical cord that contained lifeless energy.
Although this thing looks a little disgusting, since it is a rare material, just keep it, keep it at the bottom of the box and maybe use it someday.
After briefly cleaning the battlefield, Kamiyagawa turned to look at the wall on the west side of the basement.
Those strange red lines just now spread from here.
Mary and the others followed Kamiya's instructions and only disposed of the childbirth. After that, the graffiti red lines retracted into the walls here.
"The sudden appearance of those red lines just now was a bit unexpected. It seems that there is a second ghost story in the basement. According to what Tomoko Kiyohara said just now, she should have built her husband's lover into the wall."
Kamiyakawa walked to the west wall and knocked on the wall with his hand.
Judging from the sound, this area should be hollow.
"Mary."
Kamiya pointed at the wall.
Tonight's decoration plan seems to be adding another link.
boom!
The heavy machete hit the wall.
Masonry debris and smoke flew everywhere.
When everything calmed down, you could see a small space a few meters square on the wall, empty and filled with a strange smell.
Kamiyakawa stared inward and saw that this small space was filled with red crayons.
The handwriting is immature, obviously written by a child.
The dense red crayon marks are all repeating the same sentence——
Mom, sorry, let me out. Mom, sorry, let me out. Mom, I'm sorry for letting me out...
The person built into the wall by Tomoko Kiyohara was not her husband's lover.
